"FTS" lyrics
(feat. Big Homiie G)
(Ayy, Yung Zoe, turn up on they ass)
(Run that back, Cloud)
Mm, come on that, I like that
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, you turn around, hit that move
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Huh, uh
'Fore you speak on me, make sure that shit facts, my nigga
I ain't gotta be there, I can get nigga whacked, you trippin'
Brand-new coupe, I been slidin' in sports mode, hit the gas, two seconds, I'm outta there (Skrrt)
We be beatin' up the trap in hustle mode, get the bags in, get 'em outta there (Gone)
I get teenage prices, put 'em on a flight, and just like Nike, let's do it
I can show you how to run it up, run it up, run it up, let's hop in the car and get to it
You can get whatever you want, that shit ain't trickin', shit, that's my baby (Mwah)
You can be sayin' it too, but she ain't got no hustle, too busy hatin' (Mm)
Niggas be pocket watchin', snuck in with a pocket rocket
One up, I ain't gotta cock it and I pop it every chance I get
Leave marks on every bitch I hit
That honey keep me in sports mode, Perc' 10 keep me in horse mode
Bitch hollerin' and screamin', I'm hittin' from the back like, "Shh, keep it low"
And these niggas ain't havin' no motion, pillow talkin', gettin' tired of that lotion
Who want smoke? I got it
This shit here some 'za (Zaza), came straight from Cali (Some 'za)
I'm in a mansion, that shit crazy, I'm so used to pallets
Gettin' too much money, cars foreign, park my shit in valet
You wanna look like money, come over here
I know you stressin' with dude (Hahaha), I might lift up your boobs (For real)
They ain't want me then, now her ass like a deer
So now I'm playin' like I'm deaf and actin' like I can't hear
Bitch, move
Niggas ain't doin' shit but takin' up space, nigga better get out the way
Hmm, niggas gon' kill me in they songs, won't say shit to my face (Shit to my face)
7.62s, .223s, I'm ridin' with that shit every day (Every day)
Doo, doo, doo, doo, you'll think I'm Mula the way I'm hittin' this Drac' (Aw, doo)
Nigga better keep shit safe, I-I ain't worried 'bout shit but a case (Woah)
Can't serve me with no cut (Cut), only I know how that drank taste (Yeah)
All I do is pour up (Pour up), bitch say she gon' leave me, so what? (So what?)
Got a contact full of bitches who gon' suck my dick 'til they throw up (Ugh)
I mismatch designers, rock the Ricky's with Amiri (Amiri's)
Off the Percs, I fucked her too rough, I knocked down her period (Ugh)
Nah, nigga ain't gon' play with me, period (Period), nigga better play with they children (Play with the children)
Nigga better play with they mammy (Mammy), I'm shootin' shit, hit like cannons (Bah)
That that mini micro AR, that's my favorite toy (Favorite toy)
I was so geeked when I first shot it, went and bought some more (Bought some more)
Can't get no feature for free, it's gon' cost, of course (Cost of course)
I sip the last tenth out the pint until it ain't no more (G)
(Run that back, Cloud)
Mm, come on that, I like that
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, you turn around, hit that move
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Huh, uh
'Fore you speak on me, make sure that shit facts, my nigga
I ain't gotta be there, I can get nigga whacked, you trippin'
Brand-new coupe, I been slidin' in sports mode, hit the gas, two seconds, I'm outta there (Skrrt)
We be beatin' up the trap in hustle mode, get the bags in, get 'em outta there (Gone)
I get teenage prices, put 'em on a flight, and just like Nike, let's do it
I can show you how to run it up, run it up, run it up, let's hop in the car and get to it
You can get whatever you want, that shit ain't trickin', shit, that's my baby (Mwah)
You can be sayin' it too, but she ain't got no hustle, too busy hatin' (Mm)
Niggas be pocket watchin', snuck in with a pocket rocket
One up, I ain't gotta cock it and I pop it every chance I get
Leave marks on every bitch I hit
That honey keep me in sports mode, Perc' 10 keep me in horse mode
Bitch hollerin' and screamin', I'm hittin' from the back like, "Shh, keep it low"
And these niggas ain't havin' no motion, pillow talkin', gettin' tired of that lotion
Who want smoke? I got it
This shit here some 'za (Zaza), came straight from Cali (Some 'za)
I'm in a mansion, that shit crazy, I'm so used to pallets
Gettin' too much money, cars foreign, park my shit in valet
You wanna look like money, come over here
I know you stressin' with dude (Hahaha), I might lift up your boobs (For real)
They ain't want me then, now her ass like a deer
So now I'm playin' like I'm deaf and actin' like I can't hear
Bitch, move
Niggas ain't doin' shit but takin' up space, nigga better get out the way
Hmm, niggas gon' kill me in they songs, won't say shit to my face (Shit to my face)
7.62s, .223s, I'm ridin' with that shit every day (Every day)
Doo, doo, doo, doo, you'll think I'm Mula the way I'm hittin' this Drac' (Aw, doo)
Nigga better keep shit safe, I-I ain't worried 'bout shit but a case (Woah)
Can't serve me with no cut (Cut), only I know how that drank taste (Yeah)
All I do is pour up (Pour up), bitch say she gon' leave me, so what? (So what?)
Got a contact full of bitches who gon' suck my dick 'til they throw up (Ugh)
I mismatch designers, rock the Ricky's with Amiri (Amiri's)
Off the Percs, I fucked her too rough, I knocked down her period (Ugh)
Nah, nigga ain't gon' play with me, period (Period), nigga better play with they children (Play with the children)
Nigga better play with they mammy (Mammy), I'm shootin' shit, hit like cannons (Bah)
That that mini micro AR, that's my favorite toy (Favorite toy)
I was so geeked when I first shot it, went and bought some more (Bought some more)
Can't get no feature for free, it's gon' cost, of course (Cost of course)
I sip the last tenth out the pint until it ain't no more (G)
